On day 1 in Buenos Aires, I attended my first milonga- Salon Canning- one of the toughest and most unforgiving milonga. You are judged. And immediately a verdict is passed for or against you. Then you get many dances or none. You make many friends or none.
I thought, I would self click myself in the hotel and forget about the camera bit there for the first day. I was bit tired but wanted to do it. Was trying to cover my tiredness through make up. I did hope that I would be nimble on my feet. I was meeting few of my teachers there, with whom I had booked private lessons in the upcoming days.
I wore:
Top: Bebe
Skirt: Tango skirt, that I had picked up in Tokyo
